Seasons Too Change Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Seasons too change

It is divine theory
Love end in faded memory
You get not what is desired
Whole life is in question and makes you tired

As season changes so the human
Life with animal to same like man and woman
Basic instinct to enjoy and desert
Known fact but got to accept and assert

As lots of worries and problems descend
Our anxieties grow more and demand
We make desperate bid and powerful drive
Try to lay hand on every thing and survive

We take birth alright
But die soon with all kinds of fight
We have come on this beautiful land
But can’t make it sure with lovely end

As desert booms with colorful flowers
The landscapes emerge with rainy showers
There is impressive show and nicely appealed
Lots of natural secrets to be positively revealed

Even though there is basic instinct to complain
Yet we can not keep aloof or silently remain
We watch it helplessly yet enjoy it full
As we know its futility and possibility of looking dull

Sometimes we feel sadness for unknown fear
Think of likely loss of life and shockingly bear
Everybody is duty bound to depart from lovely land
Why not then befriend with all and love the sand

We may loose our trail in time to come
Yet all changes must be welcomed
What is more important than having fear?
The strength to withstand and nothing more to hear

We are part and parcel of whole universe
One goes on or before time and another enters
Everything is set and known to all
There is rise for everything and imminent fall